Irvine: *running up to starr and gillian.* "Come on, we have to go, now"

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Reaver: *to deac telepathically* <'Having trouble moving?'>

*The skulls on the handle glow, as an unwillingly hand of deac's drops a lightsaber and clenches down on the handle of the Reaver. Small bits of magical energies enter Deac's body, allowing him to move more freely, minus the infinite grip on the Reaver itself.*

Reaver: *to deac telepathically* <'One strike should be enough to weaken him. I should be able to drain a little bit of his blood more effeciently then I was in my previous form.'>